oh, honey ;

kira. 20. student. ✌️ a wonder under summer skies.

[kiralukyanenko]

colorful nail designs, dimpled cheeks, a Pikachu plushie, Converse sneakers

BASIC INFORMATION

NAME: Kira Lukyanenko

NICKNAMES: Just goes by Kira usually. But her brother calls her Ki sometimes.

BIRTHDAY: March 2

AGE: 20

HOMETOWN: Provo, UT

BIRTHPLACE: Provo, UT

RELIGION: None. But to impress people, she usually goes “I’m more spiritual. Yeah, like I meditate and stuff to get centered.” (She did it once after coming across a YouTube video about why it’s good for you and has never done it again.)

ETHNICITY: Japanese, Korean, Chinese, Scottish, Russian, and Blackfoot Native American

NATIONALITY: American

MAJOR: Psychology

JOB/EXTRACURRICULARS: Used to work at the campus coffee shop but got fired bc she’s really bad at working the coffee machine. :\ So now she’s at the library shelving books and being hated by the librarian. Part of a Squirrel Watching club that she hardly attends meetings of. Did it for a cute boy. Thinking of helping out at the Women’s Center bc girl power and all that stuff but is too distracted by below average men with bad haircuts to get her ass over there and offer to volunteer.

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single but wants to be cuffed soooo bad

SOCIAL CLASS: Lower middle class

PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS

HEIGHT: 5′4″

EYES: Brown

HAIR: Black

BUILD: Slim ( used to be pretty fit/do gymnastics when she was a kid but she’s weak as shit now bc her diet consists of chicken nuggets and orange soda)

DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Freckles!!!

NOTABLE FEATURES: Has various tattoos all over her body. They’re all very dumb and/or cutesy. She lives for the aesthetique~

PHYSICAL DISABILITIES: None

ALLERGIES: I wanna say none but I’m also toying with the idea of her being allergic to pollen but loving flowers sdghdg. Her favorite flowers are daisies too and it’s a high pollen producer 😭😭😭 pour one out for the homie

PERSONALITY & BEHAVIOR

HOBBIES: Nail art, hanging out with the buds, being delusional <3 (If she’s on a date, she will say she likes skating for Cool Girl Points™ and male validation ((ew)) but really she just likes cruising around)

LIKES: Losing her day to TikTok, naps, bubble tea (specifically taro or honeydew melon flavor), spending money she doesn’t have at thrift shops bc she needs it for the Fit™

DISLIKES: Having to be responsible, sitting in class (only likes it if she’s sitting beside or near friends and they can talk), exercising on purpose

QUIRKS: Chronically into someone?? Idk if that’s a quirk. But if you ask her if she has a crush on someone, 9 times out of 10 the answer will be yes.

POSITIVE TRAITS: Fun-loving, sweet, friendly

NEGATIVE TRAITS: Sensitive, overly trusting, lazy

SHARE 5 FUN FACTS ABOUT YOUR CHARACTER:

Her comfort show is Avatar: The Last Airbender. Has seen all of it many times over. It’s what she puts on at night when it’s time for bed and she needs background noise. Has been dyinggggg to go as Katara for Halloween but no one ever wants to dress up with her and she doesn’t want to dress up alone. Who will be her Sokka and Aang??

A lowercase text bitch. The first time she had to email one of her professors, someone told her she can’t type like that and gagged when she had to do proper sentence case and punctuation. Addicted to the pleading face emoji. Her top 5 most used in order are: 🥺💀🙈💕😭

Verrrry good at nail art. Could give a nail tech a run for their money. Her nails are always decorated in some quirky design like this or this. Loves doing nails for people too, especially for friends and besties. Always trying to paint the nails of her guy friends.

Her brother designed this tattoo of hers. She designed this one for him. Cute <3 They’re close but they’re not close if that makes sense. She also got into skating because of her brother. Growing up, she used to copy what he liked to do and this just happened to stick.

Whenever she sees a cat, she goes pss pss pss and tries to pet it.

WHERE DOES YOUR CHARACTER LIVE:

Dorms

[kiralukyanenko]

ravxens​:

-

Lucas was by no means an expert, but he knew a thing or two about basic psychology. He also didn’t get his conclusions and research off TikTok the negativity pit, but rather general observations of his peers. – Truth be told, there was not much to go off, but the little he had to work with did point to a lack of interest. “Okay, lemme ask you this. Forget about this dude for a minute yeah?” he looks over at her, thinking it over. “What kind of guy do you want?” he reaches for her shirt with a smile, pulling it slightly. “This girlfriend material, do you think it should be in the hands of someone who is too busy to make time even in college? Where we got nothin’ but time? Or do you think it’s better off with someone who will put aside everything to come see you for at least half an hour?” it was simple, he knew what he would want. He wished Mary was thinking the same. She used to give him so much time when they started going out. Now it seemed like he was priority number fifteen and like everything he said or wanted was controlling and over the top. He hated himself for not trusting her, but she didn’t really give him reason to. – Now was not the time to think about her though, he looks back at Kira. “Who’s this guy anyway? I can find out for you where his mind is at and then you can move on from there, that sound good?” 

-

Forget about this dude? Lucas had the craziest suggestions sometimes but he was smart so she’d go with it for a second. “Okay... I’m imagining he doesn’t exist. What now?” Then he went even crazier: asking her what kind of guy she wanted. In an ideal world, she’d probably be dating the guy who plays Aki on Gossip girl. Like, aesthetically. But personality-wise... Maybe someone sweet? Kind? Obsessed with her? Not in like, a Michael Myers kind of way. But like, in a find-30-minutes-for-you-in-a-busy-day kind of way. Like the kind of person who’d smile when she walked into a room. “Are you sure we having nothing but time? I was working on a paper yesterday and it took me like, sixteen hours to finish it.” Because she was on TikTok for fourteen of them but whatever. It was still a lot of time. “His name is Bradley. We met the big party you guys threw a while ago.” You guys meaning the Frat, Pi Kappa Alpha. “Really?” Lucas was such a bro. Best guy ever honestly. “Okay, awesome. He’s Pre-Med like you too, so maybe you guys share some classes? I don’t really know how Pre-Med works honestly.” She swore it was just something some people said to intimidate the crap out of people like her. “I can show you his profile pic? Maybe you recognize him or something?” She took out her phone then and pulled up his Tinder profile. Floofy brown hair, a red and blue snapback on his head, icy blue eyes, perfect white teeth biting down on his bottom lip. He oozed Gen Z hottie. She honestly couldn’t believe he was smart too. And nice! And sweet! Just like the whole package. Except for the part where he was too busy to see her.

[kiralukyanenko]

ohsercndipity​:

-

How is it complicated? While Shiloh appreciated a person that had passion and a head strong attitude– she was about to start spouting out lies just to keep the stranger happy. “ Just in that, like, feelings are complicated. Or maybe luck really, genuinely hasn’t been working out on being able to hang out. ” She reasoned empathetically, there were many reasons this situation she had the bare basics on could be complicated. Though the writing felt like it was on the walls of the Meri Brown Catfish of it all. Just no Disneyland trip with the ‘assistant’. She listened closely as the other continued, nodding her head a little to show she was listening intently. “ Right, okay, yeah, ” She nodded, gathering her thoughts for a beat before she spoke. “ But that wasn’t just you guys, and you were tipsy, and it was at night, and like– I don’t know, it’s sounding to me like he might be nervous what you’d think of him in, like, a one on one situation, you know? ” She said, “ I’m so on your side that two months is a long time and I think he’s totally into you, ” She said, in case that wasn’t clear. Shiloh had just now promoted herself to advice giving … something literally nobody was asking for. “ But it sounds to me like he’s just nervous, maybe. People can be crazy insecure about the dumbest things. ” Like not looking like their photos, for example. “ Maybe you could try to meet up at a party again, or something low pressure like a movie night with some friends. ” She suggested, before she remembered she did not know this girl and tacked on quickly, “ If you haven’t already, obviously, you know, ”

-

Nervous? It was difficult to think of Bradley in that way, especially with his profile photos being all bitten lips and smolder. But maybe this girl had a point. Guys did put up fronts sometimes. She’s seen practically all the men in her life do it. They’d pretend to know how to do something when they clearly didn’t or they’d claim to be knowledgeable in something they clearly knew jack about. On the inside, they were just nervous and trying to impress. God, was Bradley worried about trying to impress her? Kira grew mushy at the thought of it. “You’re right,” she relented after giving it some thought. “Maybe he is just nervous. Maybe we should do something more low pressure.” Kira was nothing if not giving after all. She could accommodate Bradley. In fact, she would. Her friends could suck it; he did like her. He was just nervous probably. “We haven’t,” she responded, though delayed. “You know, hung out outside of that time we met at the party. Maybe we should.” Bradley probably had anxiety or something. Most people did. She let out a sigh, as if finding the will to give Bradley the benefit of the doubt for the umpteenth time was so difficult when it reality, it was as easy as flipping a page. “Thank you for your advice. I really needed an objective third party.” She fiddled with her phone a little, already thinking up ways to segue the conversation she was having with Bradley currently into a more general hang out rather than a one-on-one. “I’m Kira by the way. Sorry, I totally didn’t tell you that.”

[kiralukyanenko]

isaiahmk​:

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Isaiah had about an hour to kill—and a novel he couldn’t quite get into. A very ragged secondhand copy of Norman Mailer’s The Executioner’s Song lay page-down on his lap while he stretched out on the grass of the quad. His head was turned at an angle as he watched through squinted eyes as a group of very crunchy Vermont-looking students hung up a slackline. He wondered, distantly, if that was something he could get into. And then he wondered, less distantly, if he’d look like a total dickhead doing it. Kira (a new coworker and a palatable type of company) sat nearby, technically with him, and when she spoke up he turned toward her. “Huh?” he started, bringing a hand up to shield a streak of sun that slipped through the tree branches from his eyes. “Uh, I don’t know. How many times have your plans fallen through?”

-

“Just like... three or four times.” If you didn’t count the two other times on top of that. Kira was already feeling pretty embarrassed by the fake number she gave. She couldn’t imagine how she’d feel if she said the actual amount of times Bradley has canceled on her. “He’s Pre-Med, okay? Aren’t Pre-Med people super busy and barely have lives?” Kira didn’t know what that whole thing meant or just how grueling the process actually was, but the characters on Grey’s Anatomy made it sound really, really hard. “Why would he always apologize and try to organize a time for us to meet again and again if he doesn’t actually want that to happen, like...” She sighed, growing more upset by the situation as she spoke about it. “I’m trying so hard to be understanding but everyone’s telling me I’m being played, and I’m sick of it.”

[kiralukyanenko]

ravxens​:

-

He’s minding his business catching up on some light reading for the classes next week when Kira snaps out of her phone frenzy and catches his attention. Lucas tries to keep up with the rapid succession of information, his brows furrowing. In spite of being a man, and living in a house packed with men, he knew surprisingly little of how they operated. Regardless, this wasn’t the first time he found himself in the advisory chair as Mary’s friends seemed to have loved using him for this sort of shit. “Alright, let’s…run it back a little, I’m gonna need more – what yall call it? Tea?” he thinks over the available information already presented. “You been talking two months? Online or in person? Does he always bail last minute? When did that start?”

-

Lucas! Perfect! Kira turned her body in his direction, committed to getting advice out of him now. He was taking up a really intimidating major after all. Smart people had smart thoughts and made smart conclusions. It just made sense. She was sure if anyone could give her sound counsel, it was him. “Online,” Kira quickly answered. “And not always.” To Bradley’s benefit, sometimes he bails like an hour before she has to leave. “Since the start-ish? It’s a really nuanced situation. Like, we met at the Pi Kappa Alpha party, but I don’t really remember him because I was kind of drunk but I swear I remember his cap and it’s the same cap he’s wearing in his profile pic, so it was definitely him.” She let out an exasperated sigh. She just wanted someone to love. How was it so hard considering how many people in this world tweet about wanting cuddles?  “Do you see this?” Kira held her shirt. “This is girlfriend material, Lucas. 110% pure love and adoration lives in this body, and Bradley is missing out on it if you tell me he’s not into me like every guy friend on my phone right now.”

[kiralukyanenko]

ohsercndipity​:

-

Lips pursed in thought immediately. Even Shiloh was self aware enough to know she was not the girl to ask. She’d infamously pined over the same girl who didn’t know she existed for more than half of her high school experience. But! She was in college now. She wasn’t the lame-o high school theatre kid she was four months ago. “ Um, well– okay, not necessarily. I mean, you’re right, that is a really long time to talk to someone. ” She started by siding with Kira, because she did empathise completely. “ It might be more complicated than just whether or not they want to hang out in person. ” She said, tone full of sympathy. Her mind had run to a potential catfish situation, but that would be, like, mad embarrassing so she didn’t want to suggest that outright. Even if she was completely ready to embrace a Nev Schulmer moment for herself. “ Like, okay– have you guys hung out, just you guys, before? ”

-

"Right?!” Two months was practically two lifetimes in the age of modern dating. Well, in the age of modern Talking Stage™, in Kira’s case. “How is it complicated? I like him, he likes me. Enough to talk to me every day for two months.” Has she mentioned that? Twoooo months? Because she would reiterate it as many times as anyone needed for them to understand just how long that is. Hell, that’s longer than Kira’s last relationship. Then came the question that made Kira bristle: have they hung out before? The long and short of it was that it was complicated. “Well — sort of?” She answered. A sigh shortly followed before she explained. “Apparently we met that night at the Pi Kappa Alpha party. We just hadn’t matched yet then. But he said he remembered me and we talked a bit. And I was kinda drunk but I swear I remember him. He had the same red and blue snapback he’s wearing in his profile picture. So yes, we have hung out.” She was at least 80% sure they have... 70%... 65%... Okay, maybe like 40%.

[kiralukyanenko]

WHERE: Campus quad WHEN: Afternoon OPEN TO ALL

Kira was almost chronically on her phone. Texts, Tinder and TikTok. The three T’s that ruled her life. Her thumbs were tapping away on her screen, shooting out message after message until a response from a friend caused her mouth to drop. “What? No—” She pulled her mouth into a pout, looking not unlike the internet’s beloved frowny feline, Grumpy Cat (RIP). Letting out a huff, she leaned over to the person beside her. “Hey, so — this group chat I’m in is trying to light me on fire so I need an objective third party. Do you think a person having plans come up whenever you guys are about to hang out means they’re not into you? Like, they’re probably just actually busy, right? Like we’ve been taking to over two months, which is a reeeally long time. Like why would someone talk to you for that long if they’re not into you, right?"

[kiralukyanenko]

trcshcans​:

…

a lopsided smile forms on shane’s lips. between diana and now kira, she was pretty happy with the her prospects for neighbors. definitely an attractive dorm, that’s for sure. “you just missed her,” shane said, keeping her eyes on kira. “oh same, i usually wait to unpack. would rather feel out my surroundings and meet everyone first. save all the boring unpacking for later.” she shrugged her shoulders before shifting the conversation. “speaking of party first, you hear about the kappa party tonight?”

"Hear about it? I can’t wait. It’s like the best part of the new year.” Kira chuckled with excitement. “You’re going, right? Practically everyone does.” It’d be weird if someone didn’t. Not to shame people or anything but why luck out on a chance to rub shoulders and get in with the crowd when they’d all be there, you know? “I thrifted these cool pants over the weekend that I’m gonna wear tonight. Super excited about it,” she gushed.

[kiralukyanenko]

ravxens​:

-

The other was both helpful and straight to the point. Dee appreciated the sheer ease of this encounter and how certain the other was that attending this thing was absolutely a ‘yes’. “Shit, that sounds amazing hell yeah…I mean, I only heard people talking about it I didn’t…like, I don’t know how big of a deal it is or whatever but definitely down for it…” she should have stopped talking after ‘hell yeah’ but wouldn’t have been Dee if she didn’t add-on a useless sentence or two. “Oh yeah, me too…it’s pretty much the only party I’ve ever been to if you don’t count prom. Had to leave prom early since…well, I had a horrible sinus infection that week and the antibiotics haven’t kicked in just yet and some prick decided to spike the punch which, I mean I guess that’s like a standard in this country but I did not think about it at the time and so…well, anyway…” she cuts that story short, this was time for new memories and she was absolutely one hundred percent okay with ‘rocking up’ with this incredibly cool stranger. “Definitely, I’d love that! Um, I’m Diana…by the way…” she offers a hand before taking a pause to consider whether or not she should ask what she wanted to ask. “Hey, what…exactly do people wear to these things?”

-

“Oh my god, bro, we’ve gotta get you to more parties. They’re the bomb.” As if Kira hadn’t only been to one or two other parties in her life. And she wasn’t even invited to them! She snuck in with some friends and hoped no one would notice. Hearing about how the other girl’s prom turned into a major disaster with the unfortunate mix of antibiotics and spiked punch, Kira bared her teeth in grimace. “Yikes, dude. But at least you got out of there and didn’t like, pass out in the punch or something.” She giggled.

“Diana!” She squealed the name. “Super cute. I’m Kira.” Seeing the outstretched hand, surprise crossed Kira’s face before it occurred to her that handshakes were a thing. “Oh! Right. Yeah!” After a short moment of stammering, she clasped their hands together and shook it once before dropping Diana’s hand and tucking her own back into the pouch of her hoodie. “Totally forgot that people did that.” A giggle escaped her. “You’re like crazy well-mannered. I feel like I just met the President or something.” She laughed. 

The question that hit Kira’s ears confused her. What did Diana mean? Then she remembered that sometimes parties had themes. Or dress codes! Like the Bar Mitzvah she went to! “Ohhh, it’s not like a costume party or anything. You can just wear regular stuff. Put on something cute. Or comfy. It’s like a normal kind of thing. Super chill. Did you need help picking out an outfit or something? I could help.”

[kiralukyanenko]

zzzmoons​:

Sharing is Caring were the three words he really needed to hear to be encouraged to grab the beer, pausing just as he was about to twist the cap off to be polite. “Thanks, you want something to drink?”

“Kira, nice. ” He repeated the name back, easier to remember names that way and offered a smile to go along with his introduction. “I’m Blue. Yeah, I am, it’s nice to have some commodity you know…commodity? Is that the word?” He sort of trailed off while he tried to think of the right one, but not enough to forget the nice new friend he had made. “What do you like to do at parties, Kira?”

-

Kira took a quick peek at the contents of the solo cup in her hand. There was still plenty to drink in it. Would that affect her the answer she gave this guy though? Absolutely not. “Sure!” She answered enthusiastically. “This is almost finished anyway.” She shook the glass. Her eyes widened momentarily when she thought something would slosh out of it. She brushed off her panic with a forced chuckle, bringing the cup to her mouth to finish it off before holding it out to Blue.

“Blue...” She tried the name out. It was unique. Like, out-of-this-world unique. Like so unique that she actually felt compelled to mention just how unique she found it. “That’s so... new. Like, I don’t think I’ve ever met a person with that name before. I mean, there is Blue’s Clues, but that’s not like a person. It’s a cartoon, so—” Quit while you’re ahead, Kira. She stopped herself. “Yeah, it’s just— it’s unique. It’s super cool.” 

Commodity? Fuck if she knew! She wasn’t even sure if she fully understood what that word meant in a regular sense. Even less in this situation. In true Kira fashion, she did what she always did when she felt a little awkward or out of place — laugh. "I don’t know?” She admitted once her giggles died down. “It feels like the right word though. That counts, right?” She punctuated the question with a tilt of her head.

“The normal stuff. Drink. Dance. Hang out. Talk to cute boys like you.” Shot shooted. Wait. Shooted? Shotted? Whatever. She shot her shot.

[kiralukyanenko]

🍷- How do they feel about alcohol?

Kira enjoys it! She's not like hoo-rah super crazy over it. But she won't deny the opportunity for a sippy sip. She thinks it's one of the easiest ways to have fun. She does it for the bonding experience, not because she actually enjoys the taste. She dislikes the taste of most alcohol. Loooves fruity little cocktails but rarely ever drinks them because she is not willing to pay That Much for barely any buzz.

[kiralukyanenko]

trcshcans​:

  …

ah, another neighbor. kira. she’s cute, shane thinks to herself. all these girls were cute. it was one of the reason’s why shane loved still living in the dorms unlike her cousin who would rather have an off campus apartment as a way to show off. “shane,” they said with a smile. “nice to meet you, neighbor.” she seemed nice enough, maybe a little too nice, but that’s better than that asshole she had to deal with earlier. “settling in alright? i think i met one of your roommates a bit ago.”

-

“Nice to meet you too, neighbor.” Dips formed on either side of her mouth as she smiled at them. “Yeah? Well, you’re ahead of me. Can’t seem to run into them.” Or were they avoiding her? Nasty thought. Maybe they just haven’t crossed paths yet. “I’m settling in alright,” she shared. “Got my bed all picked out. Shit’s shoved in the corner. That’s settled in for me.” She chuckled. “You? Or are you a party first, unpack later type of person?”

[kiralukyanenko]

mockinxgbirds​:

-

she appreciates pretty girls that were good at starting conversations. half of her friends back home, well- all two of them, took it upon themselves to nearly adopt her. you can’t be mean and brooding all the time, nia, how are you going to survive in college without us? she’s still figuring it out. tongue clicks to the roof of her mouth, and she’ll take the lighter from the pocket of denim, flick it twice before the spliff lights, taking a small puff and exhaling it, leaning it to the other. “um, some guy poaching outside the dorms invited me.” a pause, and she’s comfortable in the cold air. “said that it’d be nice to have a hot new babe to party with.” the scoff that comes out her mouth, was uncontrollable. she’ll swallow. “so i figured, if he wanted hot..” truth be told, parties like this weren’t her thing, never were, but she didn’t know anyone yet, and the last thing she wants is to be sitting alone in the dorms tonight. “what about you?” there’s a slight smile, well- as much of one that allows itself on her features. “you come to these kinda’ things?” there’s a tiny once over. “you seem.. perky.” it’s not an insult. “someone that might like parties. dancing–” she’ll exhale again. “beer pong? i’m nia, by the way.” 

-

Kira couldn’t help but find herself amused at the anecdote. A soft snort left her. “Raging hot then.” She giggled. Mind-blowingly hot. No, bum-blowingly! Her own silly thought twisted her mouth into a delighted smile. “I know a few people.” Did they know her? Well... not exactly. Kira often found herself on the sidelines a lot of the time, leaving her no choice but to observe and learn from a distance. Instagram stalking, gossip... The ushe. She took a hit from the joint before holding it back out to its owner. “And I do!” Exhale. “I love a good party.” Probably because she didn’t get invited to many. “Perky?” She echoed, tilted her head. “Well, a bit, I guess. I like people and parties are usually where they are.” She was just eager to socialize. Who didn’t love being consumed by a good conversation anyway? Kira loved whenever hours went by without her notice because she was immersed in mindless talk that entertained her to no end. “Beer Pong? Not that I’m good at it, but yeah, I love me a game of Beer Pong.” She chuckled. “Kira!” She flashed a bright grin at the introduction. “So, Nia. What about you? Parties, dancing, beer pong — which is more your thing? You can’t say firecrackers. We already know you like those.”

[kiralukyanenko]

zzzmoons​:

who: open for those at @tslocg-rpg

when: The Frat Party

where: at Pi Kappa Alpha

Blue made his way through the crowd at the party, thinking about how things were so different since he left her. No body in front to grab his hand and do the pushing through the crowds, moving the bodies that didn't give way quick enough, which caused him to awkwardly apologize to those drinking, making out, whatever in front of him. There was such a serene joy in being able to hear the music, the chatter and laughing without a nagging voice criticizing all he did.

Once he arrived in the kitchen, he manage to spot a beer he recognized as one he had before and liked, but not one he himself had bought for the party. Climbing onto the counter, he studied the label for a bit.

"Hey, excuse me?" He asked to whoever was close enough to actually pay attention. "Is this yours? Do you know who bought this? I'd love to trade them something for this bottle.." He didn't bring a bunch of cash to this party, but there had to be something in his dorm room that he could barter for beer.

-

Kira did not know whose that was. Nor did she know who brought it. What she did know was that this cutie was off the chaaaaaaarts good-looking. “Yeah? Oh no, it’s not mine. Don’t know who brought it either,” she admitted, offering an apologetic twist of her lips that she couldn’t be of more help. “But uhhh, I’m pretty sure this party abides by a Sharing is Caring policy. I don’t think it’ll hurt if you take it.” Did Kira know any of that for certain? No. Absolutely not. But her new life’s mission was to get a smile on this guy’s face. If being able to drink a beer did that, she’d encourage him to take it to the best of her ability. “I’m Kira by the way. You? Are you Pi Kappa Alpha?”

[kiralukyanenko]

ravxens​:

when: late morning where: in front of dorms // campus open. @tslocg-rpg​

diana decided she’d finish unpacking later, she had a whole year for that. now was the time to go out and be social and make sure people thought of her as ‘cool’ and ‘approachable’. after getting some ice-cream and engaging in excruciating amounts of small talk, she sat on the stairs by the dorms and looked over at the person next to her. “hey, did you hear about this party tonight? are frat parties like a big thing around here? last party i’ve been to was this kid isaac’s bar mitzvah, gonna be hard to top that one… – are you going?”

-

The mention of a party had Kira’s ears perking up. She looked up and away from her phone, towards the inquiring voice. Her mouth curled into a smile when she saw it was a fresh face. Well, fresh to her anyway. She didn’t know this chick. “The Pi Kappa Alpha party?” She asked, shoving her phone into her back pocket as she turned towards the girl. It was the only frat party she could think of off the top of her head. “Of course! It’s kind of like the kick-off for the start of the new school year. Everyone goes,” she assured the girl before her. Coming across someone who didn’t understand its significance was rare. “Bar Mitzvah — sick. I’ve only been to one my entire life.” A friend of her brother’s. She wasn’t actually invited but her brother was and Dad had a thing after dropping Geny off, so she got to tag along much to her older brother’s misfortune. “And yeah, totally going.” Where the cute boys were, Kira went. “Wanna rock up together?”

[kiralukyanenko]

trcshcans​:

open starter for the roomies or other dormmates who may be passing by when: morning, move in day where: room 202′s common room

shane hasn’t even started unpacking yet, she just threw her suitcases on one of the beds and decided she would do it later. instead she was lounging on the uncomfortable ass couch as she waiting for her other roommates to show up. this was her least favorite part of living in the dorms, what if she got a bunch of lame asses? seeing someone pass by the open door to room 202, she sat up a little. “202? what’s up?”

-

“Hey, hey! I’m Kira. Not 202. 203 though. I live next door,” she shared with a giddy grin on her lips and a chuck of her thumb over her shoulder. “I just wanted to see who our neighbors were. Makes the whole living beside each other thing easier.” Especially since she had a habit of blasting sad Harry Styles music at two in the morning. “Do you have a name, 202?” She asked, working the angle of friendship already.

[kiralukyanenko]

mockinxgbirds​:

when: around midnight  where: outside the frat party by the pool open. @tslocg-rpg​

“actually, i just came to put firecrackers in their toilets, so-” she’ll pull a joint out from the pocket of her denim jacket and raise it slightly as a peace offering. “i don’t drink, but you can come split with me- if you’re fuckin’ bored yet.” 

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“Firecrackers in their toilets? Won’t that blow up their bums?” A beat and then it occurred to her: that was probably the point. Kira’s mouth fell into a soft O-shape at the realization. “Ohhh. That’s —  that’s so cool. Very edgy. I dig it.” (It scared the crap out of her). But she bobbed her head along to emphasize just how impressive she found it anyway. “Ooh!” Dips formed at her cheeks when she lit up at the sight of the spliff. “Sure, I can share with you.” Kira wasted no time plopping onto the empty space beside Yesenia. “So! Did you really just come to put firecrackers in their toilets? Not meeting up with anyone here or anything?” Chummy to her core, Kira was quick to get the wheels of the Conversation Bus rolling.